“How may I love you?
Or how do I make you love me?
Is there a list that I can follow, a list of things that will make you smile?
Should I buy you flowers, or dedicate a whole garden for you in my backyard?
Should I drive you home every night, and never cease to pick you up first thing in the morning?
I would write you a poem, a song to touch your tender heart. I would hold you in my arms in the darkest cave and carry you through, until we meet face to face with daylight. I would ask the sun to stop and the moon to hold its breath, if time is what you require.
I wish to never see the curve of your mouth turn downwards.
So, what can I do to make you feel my love
for the rest of your life?”